My heart is on a mountain, and I see you bravely climbing. The Sun is beating on you’re back, it’s brightly shining. Step by step you’re getting close. There were times when it got steep, but still you rose. You thought about turning back, But never did. Even when the sky turned black, You never hid. You flourished in it’s dreary. You knew the sun would rise again, and you would see the path clearly.
